[Intro]
Sitting on your terrace and gazing up at the sky is one of the most peaceful experiences. Under a clear night, countless stars shimmer, planets drift silently, and the universe whispers its ancient tales. But what we see is only the surface of an endless ocean.
Beyond our sight lie planetary systems — vast collections of worlds orbiting suns — and star clusters brimming with uncountable stars. These gather into galaxies, which themselves weave together to form the cosmic web, a colossal lattice of infinite galaxies. This cosmic web, in turn, resides within our universe.
And yet… nothing ends here.
Beyond the universe stretches the multiverse, an infinite assembly of universes, each with its own logic, laws, and realities. Greater still is the megaverse, containing an unknown number of multiverses. Finally, there is the omniverse — the ultimate reality: the set of all that exists and all that does not, encompassing megaverses, multiverses, universes, dimensions, dreamscapes, timelines, metaphysical planes, and even entire systems of logic. It is everything that can, cannot, will, or will never exist.
Within the omniverse, possibility and impossibility are merely choices, defined and reshaped by four forces: observers, manipulators, managers, and the creator.
Observers — beings like us: humans, animals, animate and inanimate objects, and even entire universes where energy flows in finite, natural ways. These belong to Numb Transcendence.
When an object or being can manipulate energy without limit, it becomes Post Transcendence.
When possibilities themselves are rewritten across the omniverse, that is the domain of Partial Transcendence — the managers of reality.
And when the omniverse and all transcendences themselves are brought into being, the paradoxical origin behind it all is known as Absolute Transcendence.
[(Continuation) Chapter-1:Centura Kingdom Arc, Part-3:The Royal Blood]
His body gave way beneath the weight of terror, collapsing to the floor as the shock of knowing the partial truth in greater detail struck him. He still couldn't believe what he had just encountered. Eyes darting wildly, he searched the empty room for escape, mind spinning in panic loops around the trauma he could not escape from.
"Did he say Plusto?" Pragh asked his mind doubtfully as his tongue pressed nervously against his upper molars, a small, unconscious gesture as his mind wrestled with the terror of the moment. He moved his sight towards the Amelore, but he had already vanished like the carbon dioxide after we exhale. Still, there was no trace of his exit. Pragh stood immediately, and just after Amelore's absence, the terrific environment turned normal, leaving Pragh thinking of something dissolved in the solution of mysteries.
Next Morning, we can see Matrue arranging fresh vegetables in his shop. Mature's is a part-time businessman who sells vegetables in the local area of the northern region of Centura Valley in the early morning and evening, along with his studies as a student of Centura Valley University. He is preparing for the Business Town Official Survey Head (BTOSH) position. He is earning through his part-time business and paying his fees. Once he did a part-time job, now he runs his own part-time business.
His parents were arrested for a fake case in the Westura Kingdom (his birthplace) when he was just 7 years old, and he escaped the Westura Kingdom and came to his grandmother, who cared for him rest of her life passed away 2 years ago. He lives alone now and has very close friendship relations with Pragh and Aunt Ameeshell.
After finishing arranging vegetables on the counter. He turned the placard on the shutter to mark the shop as open. Many Customers just came and purchased fresh vegetables from him. Then a boy, a few years older than him, came to him, asking in a low, nervous voice," For how much are the cucumbers?" and Matrue stunningly smiled and then replied, " It's just for 12 athers per kg"." Just pack, 2 kg for me," said the boy. Mature handed over the 2kg of cucumber for 24 athers and told him to keep coming, and then Matrue started selling the vegetables to the other customers.
After a couple of minutes, the boy returned to the Matrue, stood in front of him with a serious face, and then grabbed Matrue's collar and started shaking him rapidly, to and fro. Matrue's mind went blackout for a second, then the boy shouted "Help meeee!!!!" with a wide open mouth and eyes swelling out and unheld Matrue's collar, allowing him to fall. 'Ouch! It hurts," said Matrue as his hip banged on the floor. The boy pulled him up and said, " Oh! Sorry, I made you fall" in a polite and humble tone. "No worries, but what's the deal you have with me?" asked Matrue while his eyes closed and he rubbed his hips due to pain.
"I was just passing by that street and that boys, you can see in front playing with guns. One of them, the red t-shirt one, pressed the cold barrel against my temple. And they snatched my cucumbers. But to protect myself, I ran away from them," the boy told Matrue with a loud voice as he was describing a serious situation. Mature eyes turned pale after hearing about the silly situation and realising how useless the way the boy was reacting. "They were just kids, far younger than you, and the guns, even from this far distance, can easily be recognised as fake toy guns. So go now and take them back by yourself," said Matrue with a forceful smile, hiding his annoyance. The boy refused the proposal and said, " I am too scared, they can beat me." Then Matrue replied with a loud voice, " I am not gonna help you, you are older than me. Still asking the younger to help you in this type of situation.". "Please help me, I am helpless as I have a medical condition which requires protective people like you, and avoiding threats," requested the boy with an innocent, childish expression on his face. After listening to his humble request, Mature agreed. "Ok, I will help you. By the way, what's your name?" Asked Matrue, still filled with irritation but now taking the situation warmly. "Thanks for this, I am Ashdrill Plusoma. 'Ashu' for those who know me. From now you can call me with my nickname 'Ashu'," said Ashdrill, showing his Gratitude towards Matrue's decision for saving him.
Ashdrill is a tall, white brown brown-haired boy with a cute and handsome appearance. He sometimes gives funny expressions as he often becomes scared due to his medical condition.
Ok, this interaction between Ashdrill and Matrue will be continued, but here Pragh's environment was taking dark turns. "Plusto, uh? If I am not wrong, King's name is Galiore Plusto. Means Plusto's surname is related to royal blood. And if Amelore Plusto is only Amelore Grease, then it might be that Aunt Ameeshell is also related to royal blood." Pragh is trying to analyze the situation carefully while walking in circles in his room..
"Am I right? Cons!" asked Pragh, for some clarification from Constant. "You are indeed taking the very right turn," replied Constant.
"And if it is the case, I should make sure that I clear this doubt at any cost. As the Amelore directly confronted me, I should make sure I know Aunt Ameeshell's past to resolve their family issue," thought Pragh very sincerely.
"But the only thing that stops me from doing this is that I can't directly ask her about her past and tell her about my meeting with Amelore, as I don't want to make her stressed again" thought Pragh....
[Part-3 Ends]